This is a song about "6 and 7graders"

No talent and tasteless

The game of love

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

And ima suffocate

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

Buried 6 feet deep foreva and eva asleep

Baby, you're an angel

Informal and cordial

And thats all because ya

I ain't, mad, at cha

Got to the end of the tunnel

And inhospitable,

Chaotic, and gothic

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

Lady at the frank stand will

Abnormal and forceful